Weeping dance

A cigarette lits,
falls,
hits
the innocent weeds.

Heat,
rests on the dry dirt.

A spark starts,
one awakes,
a second awakes,
a third awakes,
everyone awakes.

One join,
another join,
more join,
unity.

A fire bursts.

Wind passes,
blows;
fire grows,
moves.

A tree catches,
dances
in the flaming red blaze.

Sparkles jump,
bounce,
hop
everywhere.

A dancing group
in burning fire.

They dance,
and dance,
and dance.

For a minute.
For an hour.
For a day.
For a week.
For,
ever?

Wind passes,
blows;
fire growls,
flutters.

A tree catches,
cries,
in the flaming red blaze.

Weeds cry,
shrubs cry,
trees cry,
the once blessed land,
cry.

Echidnas cry,
lyre birds cry,
wombats cry,
the merry kangeroos
cry.

People cry.

Only,
the sky doesn't cry.